I've recently became intimate with a woman at last. I wasn't really expecting sex, but I knew cuddling and kissing would potentially be a thing as we were watching a movie on the couch together. Not that I would call what happened to be sex. Of course, I was nervous about the idea of making out for the first time, but she just took her her hand and turned my head to kiss me. Before I knew it, we were making out.

When she moved my hand to her breast, it's as if my body went into autopilot. Almost like an out-of-body experience? I laid her back and started kissing her more passionately. Our clothes gradually came off. As soon as her breasts were exposed, I made love to them. Unfortunately, I ended up having to pull right out upon penetration. She didn't mind I had popped one off so soon which helped me feel a little better, I suppose. The rest of the night, we cuddled and kissed until we called it a night.

I keep looking back at the whole experience, and I guess I'm a bit bothered how I just acted without thinking. I seriously felt like I lost myself in it all. It's not as if I couldn't stop myself, but it was as if I acted without thought or hesitation. I tend to be in my head a lot, so I'm sure I'm beyond overthinking this. I should be happy.